Villain's Sister and The Male Lead [HE] (MTL) [COMPLETED]

3. No longer on the way to offend the man

Suddenly, many heads turned around in front, and after seeing Su Qiuge, his expression was a little subtle.

"What, she's actually a new classmate who learns God."

"Will Brother Xing be willing? He's too miserable."

"Be quiet, don't be heard by her, so it's bad to talk about others."

"How can there be , I'm telling the truth. The God of Learning is definitely not happy."

"He came too late today, he hasn't come to class yet, unlike him."

Although Su Qiuge knew he was not very popular, Knowing and experiencing are really different.

When the school bell rang, a female teacher wearing red-rimmed glasses appeared at the door. She held the handout in her left hand and carried a bright yellow (color) triangle with some corners worn in her right hand.

This should be the math teacher and class teacher of a class. The information I got from the classmates I just discussed is that the teacher's name is Zhao Minghua, and the students call her Hua sister, who seems to be notoriously harsh. .

Zhao Minghua walked to the podium and looked around. "She changed seats." She put the triangle board on the podium and said in a loud voice, "Class."

"Stand up! -"

A group of people stood up in a hula, Su Qiuge I also stood up, and at the same time glanced at the empty seat beside her. Somehow, a bad hunch suddenly appeared in my heart.

Ok? ......and many more?

Star brother?

How do you feel a little familiar?

Where did I hear it...

At the same time, a low, cold voice suddenly came from the back door.

-"Report."

Su Qiuge turned his head.

The tall, tall boy leaned against the back door, the school uniform was well-dressed, the fine black hair on the forehead was slightly softened by the morning sun, and his eyebrows were very beautiful, but there was a slightly obtrusive band-aid on his left face.

Almost at the time this voice sounded, many girls in the class turned their heads quietly.

And Su Qiuge set off a storm in his heart at this time-this and this... this is not...

she seems to have forgotten that she and the male host are indeed in the same class.

And he was at the same table-Xie Xinglin? ? ?

She looked at the cold and cold boy at the door, and she looked like a whisperer, quite different from the man who threatened herself yesterday.

Is this... really a person? ?

Zhao Minghua frowned slightly, passing in front of the eyes of Xie Xing Pro, looking down at the hands of the table, "a minute late."

"Xie Xing Pro, my office after class receive a test paper, after school cross over."

Front chubby He couldn't help saying to the same table, "Brother Xing is not late, didn't he just step on the bell to come in?"

He had a loud voice and was heard by Zhao Minghua .

Zhao Minghua cold wind swept a chubby: "? PENG up, what you also want a"

PENG up immediately shook his head like a rattle, a look of positive (color), "the teacher penalty was right."

Zhao Minghua look to the door teenager : "Xie Xinglin will come in if he has no comments."

Xie Xinglin standing at the back door was silent for a while, his face hard to discern.

Just when Su Qiuge thought he would raise an eyebrow at the next moment and said, "Why? When I didn't write," he even nodded slightly, very cooperatively.

Su Qiuge:! !

Was this good-spoken good-looking student really the social elder who beat the yellow-haired little boy yesterday? ?

Then, Xie Xinglin glanced at the classroom and probably knew it was a transposition. Then he looked at Su Qiuge sitting in the last row.

Xie Xing turned away from his gaze, standing at the door for a while, then glanced at other positions in the class.

Full of dangdang.

Zhao Minghua saw that he was still standing at the door and raised his eyebrows. "What's wrong? Don't hurry in if you're late?"

Xie Xinglin pursed his lips. The line of his jaw slightly converged with his movement. Walk to the location next to Su Qiuge.

Su Qiuge propped his chin on his right hand and glanced at him.

Xie Xinglin opened the chair and didn't look at her after sitting down.

For some reason, Su Qiuge always felt that Xie Xinglin was late and related to yesterday.

Although she didn't do this, she was inexplicably guilty when she saw the band-aid on his face.

She turned her pen and told herself-

Su Qiuge, this is not your fault, you should not blame yourself for being so kind.

Zhao Minghua from the podium knocked on the blackboard, "Take out the math papers you made yesterday."

"Wow—" The sound of drawing papers filled the classroom.

Su Qiuge took out the paper and looked at the ghost messenger, glanced at Xie Xinglin beside him. His handwriting is thin, tall and beautiful, refreshing and pleasing to the eye, and the entire paper is full of questions.

If you remember correctly, her deskmate seems to be the first in the second grade.

Obviously, this is in line with his male host. Who was the man she saw yesterday? ?

Zhao Minghua walked down and looked around while he was talking about the multiple choice question.

Su Qiuge feels that the teacher stayed a lot longer than others when she passed her seat, and she seemed to be sure whether she had completed her homework.

So Su Qiuge turned the paper on one side deliberately, and looked up at Zhao Minghua, indicating that she did not only in front but also in the back.

After Zhao Minghua glanced, she finally walked past her, and then came to the little black on her right.

Little Black was a little nervous, and he sat upright for a moment.

Seemingly inspired by Su Qiuge,

Zhao Minghua said to Xiaohei, "Let's look over." Xiaohei hadn't thought that Sister Hua would come up with such a trick. .

He turned his head to look at Zhao Minghua guilty, and when he turned his head, he saw Su Qiuge on his left.

Su Qiuge suddenly remembered that this man had covered his papers when he read early, and he was alert to consider her as a thief.

So at this moment, she was very alert to cover the answer on the top of her paper, just like the widow covered her chastity arch.

Not only that, Su Qiuge also blinked at Xiao Hei, and said a few words with the elementary school chicken mouth (kiss wen): I won't show it to you.

Xiao Hei: "..."

He turned the roll around with his fate.

Half of this is really not finished.

Xiao Hei never thought that Su Qiuge came later than himself, and he could do it faster than himself.

At this speed, she is absolutely forced to write indiscriminately!

Even if the homework written by the teacher is not finished, how can you deceive yourself to do it randomly?

No wonder this man is so bad!

Xiao Hei still complained in his heart, and Zhao Minghua said coldly to him: "Tang Jie, you and Xie Xinglin come to my office to pick up the paper after class."

Some people in the class didn't finish their homework, and Xie Xinglin's late arrival made Zhao Minghua on the podium obviously not in a good mood. "I think you have been too relaxed recently." Those who spoke quietly also sealed their mouths firmly.

"Even the homework is not good to write?"

"You are really the worst class I have ever brought. In the future, I can count on you to go to the province to win prizes in competitions?"

Everyone lowered their heads.

Zhao Minghua said with a deep face, "Class representative, go to my office to get the printed papers. I will take the papers for this lesson. I will hand them over after class and I will correct the scores." As

soon as the words fell, a boy was like a tornado The same is scraped out, fearing that it will be eaten raw later.

The silence of the whole class, and Sue grid heard glowing autumn of students at the same table PENG sigh said to him, "Miss China which was really angry, not angry every lecture, papers told us to do."

By this time Su Qiuge's heart collapsed.

Get.

Yesterday's homework hasn't been finished yet, and now we have a brand new math test paper.

When the paper was passed down, everyone began to write hard. Su Qiuge understood the horror of this Chinese sister, so she didn't dare to take it seriously. She took out the draft paper and began to calculate.

Who knows how bad it is.

Halfway through the writing, the pen in her hand got stuck, and the writing was the kind of intermittent and stumbling words.

Even worse, she turned the entire drawer and found that the original owner seemed to have only one pen...

As a high school student, there was only one pen!

Su Qiuge took a deep breath and looked up at the clock in the classroom.

No, I have to borrow a pen.

She turned her head slowly, looking at the little black on the right.

Tang Jie evolved, and began to block his answer with a pencil bag. When Su Qiuge turned his head, he carefully covered the answer more strictly.

When Su Qiuge just wanted to speak, Tang Jie used the mouth shape to learn what she had just said and said: I won't show you.

Su Qiuge: "..."

This man has started matryoshka?

I rarely see you? ?

Yes, this chastity arch is no longer reliable.

So Suqiug turned his head to the left again.

Compared to Tang Jie, Xie Xinglin at the same table is much more open. Without concealing it, he held a pen in the calculation and filled in the answer.

His fingers are slender, his knuckles are clear, and his skin is white.

But when Su Qiuge glanced at his cold side face and the band-aid on the side face, she felt that borrowing a pen was useless.

As the classmates sitting in front of him wrote like crazy desperately, Su Qiuge gently patted his back and found that he didn't respond at all.

"..."

Is this too immersed in it to weaken the senses? ?

Forget it, no one can depend on it, but on themselves.

If you get stuck, you can get stuck, just throw it away.

So, Su Qiuge began the difficult process of doing questions while throwing his pen. She felt like the whole person was convulsing, she flicked her pen every other moment.

When you get to the big question later, you need to move the pen farther to get the water out.

When the bell sounded after class, and the class representative stood up and said "rewind", Su Qiuge was still not finished with one question.

This pen is not easy to use, no response after a long time.

So she got upset and shook it twice with great force.

Inferior pen, isn't it?

come! !

Hurt each other! !

At this moment, a miracle (fa) came into being-

after Su Qiuge slammed the pen sharply, the pen that had been cut off had water.

Not only there is water, the ink in the pen is like the liberation of the soul that has been imprisoned for a long time,

just like the scattered flowers of the heavenly girl-it was

sprinkled on her school uniform coat at the same time.

Clumps of dark ink smudged on the (dry gan)net school uniform, and the air suddenly became very quiet.

Xie Xinglin lowered his eyes and slowly looked at the ink on his school uniform coat.

Su Qiuge: "..."

Listen to my explanation, this is really not intentional.